Your brain may leak out of your ear during this entry.
Charlie and I have this strange movie watching habit that no matter how god-awful a film is if we have already invested a minute of viewing we must continue until the end. No matter what. There have been movies that have taken me a week to get through (License to Wed) and movies that I groaned through the entire piece until the projector thankfully ate it (Batman and Robin). But today, today I watch a movie that seriously threatened my IQ and actually stole 88 minutes of my life right in front of my eyes. I literally watched part of my soul die right in my living room.
Now, I understand why this movie was made and what they were trying to tell us Americans but they took a Michael Moore position times 1,000,000. If you ever happen by the movie box displayed at your local Blockbuster (if one still exists in your town) called Idiocracy, do NOT let yourself be sucked in by Luke Wilson's boyishly charming good looks and think it might be worth the watch. It's not. I assure you. But let me take up your precious time and tell you why.
The gist? An average soldier banking on being a lazy army librarian until he gets his pension is used as a test subject in freezing humans for one year to see if it works. They also pick a female who is just as useless to the population as him and freeze her. They then are forgotten and 500 years later pop out of their boxes easily to find the United States in disarray. He is now the smartest man in the world and everyone is stupid. Like mind-numbingly stupid. The jokes? Not even funny enough to laugh at the stupidity of the joke. Though I laugh at one point and one point only just for the expression on Wilson's face when he drives a car with a flaccid "penis" object on the hood and it flops back to slap the windshield with a satisfying thwap. If this sentence baffled you, it should have proven my point not to rent it.
But this movie did have one positive thing to come out of it: a realization to yours truly. Why have my parents and I spent so much money for an education to teach me how to write? Why have I spent countless hours writing silly BLOG entries to improve my writing skills? Why I have I poured over my short stories, fanfictions, and sketched panels knit-picking and scrutinizing every little thing I do? Why do I bother reading anything I can get my hands on or looking up words I don't know in order to expand my vocabulary? Why am I doing all this to perfect a craft when honestly, I could just write shit like Idiocracy and get it made into a movie?
Seriously. I'm going to write about the shittiest thing I can think of and drop it on Luke Wilson's door step. I'll make it a cross between My Super Ex-Girlfriend & Alex and Emma. He's sure to star in it and get me out of this wretched apartment situation and into a nice comfy condo.
Now, I understand why this movie was made and what they were trying to tell us Americans but they took a Michael Moore position times 1,000,000. If you ever happen by the movie box displayed at your local Blockbuster (if one still exists in your town) called Idiocracy, do NOT let yourself be sucked in by Luke Wilson's boyishly charming good looks and think it might be worth the watch. It's not. I assure you. But let me take up your precious time and tell you why.
The gist? An average soldier banking on being a lazy army librarian until he gets his pension is used as a test subject in freezing humans for one year to see if it works. They also pick a female who is just as useless to the population as him and freeze her. They then are forgotten and 500 years later pop out of their boxes easily to find the United States in disarray. He is now the smartest man in the world and everyone is stupid. Like mind-numbingly stupid. The jokes? Not even funny enough to laugh at the stupidity of the joke. Though I laugh at one point and one point only just for the expression on Wilson's face when he drives a car with a flaccid "penis" object on the hood and it flops back to slap the windshield with a satisfying thwap. If this sentence baffled you, it should have proven my point not to rent it.
But this movie did have one positive thing to come out of it: a realization to yours truly. Why have my parents and I spent so much money for an education to teach me how to write? Why have I spent countless hours writing silly BLOG entries to improve my writing skills? Why I have I poured over my short stories, fanfictions, and sketched panels knit-picking and scrutinizing every little thing I do? Why do I bother reading anything I can get my hands on or looking up words I don't know in order to expand my vocabulary? Why am I doing all this to perfect a craft when honestly, I could just write shit like Idiocracy and get it made into a movie?
Seriously. I'm going to write about the shittiest thing I can think of and drop it on Luke Wilson's door step. I'll make it a cross between My Super Ex-Girlfriend & Alex and Emma. He's sure to star in it and get me out of this wretched apartment situation and into a nice comfy condo.